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By Passion_Painter Date: 2003 Apr 09 Comment on this Work [[2003.04.09.13.34.22693]] |
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Secretly he salivates and waits for her entrance the strut of her gait the curve of her hip the smell of her hair the turn of her lip the clef in her cheek the glow in her eye as she turns at his glance the depth of her sigh he's wiping his mouth with the arm of his sleeve swallowing hard who would believe spittle and slabber the drool of delight secretions of sputum as she bends in his sight a little of drivel saliva control practice makes perfect no one will know |